I never thought it was possible to reach orgasm with one's own hands. My first orgasm had been achieved much by accident with a vibrating pen, and the only other thing I had ever used was my detachable shower head. This night was different though; my hormones were already running high. I'm always in the mood when my PMS gets bad. My pen had recently died too, and I had given up my precious showerhead for religious reasons.
So there I was, somewhat ashamedly diving head first into the world of porn on the internet. I slowly sifted through my less favorite fetishes until I reached the live videos. I decided that night that I loved porn. The sight of penetration, the movement of two people together, the moaning, groaning, grunting, screaming, it all drove me wild. And the more I saw, the more I wanted to see. Just the site of the advertisements was getting me off. I could feel myself getting wetter. I didn't even notice my heartbeat speeding up. I wanted to have everything I was seeing done to be done to me. I wanted it every way and position there was.
By the time I had downloaded two videos of my own, I could take it anymore. I turned on the video, I tore off my clothing, grabbed my plastic tube I used for penetration, lubed up, and went at it. Gently working my way through my folds of skin, I found the perfect spot. I tried rubbing in small circles, vertical lines, horizontal lines, everything felt good. I was amazed at how easily I was figuring it out, and how good it felt to touch myself without anything else in the way. I began to rub faster, and penetrate deeper, until the shimmering moment of orgasm arrived. My toes curled, my muscles tightened, my back arched, and I erupted into the fiercest orgasm I've experienced to this day. Me, the woman who thought she'd never orgasm with her own two hands, lay there for ten minutes, writhing and moaning with the people on my video, amazed at what my two hands could do.